the finale

He found out that she was a pro-cutter.
He had no idea how to make her stop until finally one day, she came barging in the room, knowing that he had hid all her razor blades.
"You can live without all those crap," he said, making her look into his eyes.
She began to cry. "It's my only way.."
He gave her kiss on her lips and left the room.
Then, he came back, with a steak knife.He held the knife high.
Tears were running down his face.
"You think it's so good." He said. "You think it's so fucking good for you?"
He brought the knife and tore his wrists open.
He just looked at them as the blood poured out.
He then looked at her, tears pouring down her cheeks.
"Nothing good can come from it.." He said.
"Brother!" his brother screamed.
He fell to the floor. His wrists were bleeding profusely and his face was totally pale.


conclude my mood.